As the foot sound approached, Ling Lan pulled Mu Xun's hand and hid sideways behind a stone.

When he walked somewhere, one of them said, "Let's just go here." He was a pretty female voice. He sounded young and had a rather delicate tone, like a young lady.

The other person was a man, and he quickly responded.

This must be the daughter of the head of Xiyue Sect. You Mingyue. Ling Lan remembered that when filming, the actor who played this role was also a rich lady. She liked to stick to him very much and brought him all kinds of snacks from home every day...

Mu Xun's thoughts were not on those two people. He couldn't think of anything else when Ling Lan grabbed him.

The warm palm seemed to remind him of memories from a long time ago.

At that time, it was drizzling and the mountain road was hazy. He went through a lot of hardships and finally obtained the qualification and followed the others to the Moon-Wanging Hall of Lingcang Mountain.

The huge palace is made of jade and moonlight as a chain. Looking at the bright moon on the top of the mountain, thin clouds and mists pass through it. It is like the palace of the moon god, which is unattainable and towering.

——Like that person, he is so unattainable and unattainable. And he is just a humble dust under the bright moon, under the slightest conspicuous moon.

To this day, he still remembers his urgent, panic and nervous mood in front of the palace gate at that time.

He was mixed in the crowd and thought to himself, do he still remember him? Do you remember... the little beggar who was saved by him? He hoped that he remembered him, but he didn't want him to remember him, so embarrassed and dirty...

When he was accepted as a disciple, he was so happy that he remembered his relationship with his former disciples, so he thought he would like him, acted spoiled and obedient, hoping that he could like him as much as his former disciples.

He didn't care about the strange gazes of others when he knelt on the mountain gate, nor did he care about the coldness of the Jiuyou Cold Spring seeping into his bone marrow, nor did he even care about the divine whips he fell on him...

He mocked Ling Lan for his blind respect for his master, and he used to be the same.

But how could he not care about destroying the red lotus pendant he gave him? He was so broken that he could not fight it any longer.

How could he say... he is not worthy of being his disciple at all.

He clearly said that he was his only apprentice in his life.

Sometimes, he felt like a dirty person had occupied his body. He just wanted to pull his soul out of his body and take a good look at it. It was still the same person as before. However, even the soul test stone could not be measured, everything was his delusion.

From that moment on, he began to hate him, very much.

"Yes, you hate him, and you wish you could peel off his skin and suck his soul. Now he is a little bit good to you. Is it worthy of those hundreds, nearly a thousand tortures?" The voice in my mind began to sound again.

A dark red aura slowly rose in Mu Xun's eyes.

Ling Lan felt a strange spiritual power fluctuation suddenly occurring in the people beside him. The eight o'clock stairs have not started yet, so it is meaningless to be discovered too early.

He secretly pressed down the fluctuations, raised a finger, pressed it between his lips, pulled Mu Xun's hand, and signaled not to make a sound.

As if someone was pulled out from the deepest swamp, the darkness in Mu Xun's body was dissipated in an instant, and the strange sound that had been lingering from the beginning of entering the Secret Realm of the Divine Surrender also disappeared.

He looked at the palms of the two holding each other, and his mind was fragile resistance on one side, while involuntarily falling into trouble. In fact, he wanted... he wanted... very much...

but……

Just this time, Mu Xun withdrew his gaze and looked forward. The hand held by another person was quietly clenched, slowly and cherished.

"I really don't understand, I really don't understand." You Mingyue sat angrily on a naturally formed stone bench in a cave, "Why is Senior Brother Su still like this!"

Another man stood beside her, but he didn't dare to stand too close. He was a distance between not far and not too close, and carefully coaxed her, "Junior sister."

You Mingyue pulled off the veil on her face, and when she thought of something, she put it down even more angrily.

The man looked complicated and wanted to get close, but he didn't dare. He comforted her carefully for a while and made her laugh again. Her mood gradually calmed down and said, "Senior Brother, it's better for you."

The man is You Mingyue’s senior brother, You Yi.

He smiled when he heard this, with a faint gloom in his eyes.

What a heart-wrenching good guy card. Ling Lan is very interesting to watch, love triangles and other things are the most exciting.

The daughter of the head, the daughter of the sect, is in love with a pitiful and genius, and the humble senior brother who has been with her junior sister for many years has become a backup. Not only does she have trouble, she also has to comfort her junior sister who is sad about her.

This kind of bloody plot has always been Ling Lan’s favorite, so he watched it with relish.

You Mingyue smiled for a while and said depressed, "Every day on this day, Senior Brother Su will be particularly sad. I think he feels uncomfortable, and I feel very sad. However, he does not allow me to accompany him, nor does anyone accompany him, and hides from everyone..."

"But, but, that thing has obviously been so long, why can't he let it go!"

You Yi sighed, "Some things are not something you can let go just by letting go."

A pun. Ling Lan immediately heard it, but You Mingyue obviously didn't. As she said, she felt a little aggrieved, "Of course I know too. But because of that person... that person is clearly a... old beast!"

"Old beast" Ling Lan was shot in the knee and thought innocently, but I really didn't do it, little sister.

You Yi said seriously, "Junior sister, don't say these words!"

This swear word was obviously a bit superior to You Mingyue, who was very strict in tutoring. She disturbed her fingers and said in a silence, "I can't be angry..." and admitted her mistake again, "Senior Brother, I was wrong."

She pouted, and although she was not clear through the veil, she could still imagine her appearance at this time, and she must be so aggrieved and cute.

Seeing this, the eldest brother laughed helplessly and tolerantly. But then, You Mingyue said nervously again, "You must not tell Senior Brother Su, otherwise he would ignore me even more..."

She thought angrily, she was obviously such a bad master, and every time someone said he was not, Senior Brother Su looked so angry, and I really don’t know where he is good!

The eldest brother's rare smile slowly stopped it again.

Ling Lan laughed at it. His eldest disciple, who had never been masked, was really full of love and disaster. Although he was a two-man hero, his eldest disciple was much more nourishing than the little devil who no one dared to approach from beginning to end.

In the future, there will be some things like the young palace master who secretly promised, the hot pursuit of witches, and the hard-to-restrained female elders... Even if he never responds, all kinds of girls are very lively, and they can be said to be treated as standard male protagonists.

He noticed that You Mingyue was wearing a veil on her face, but he didn't remember the setting of her wearing a veil in the book.

Ling Lan focused on watching the show and ignored him. Although Mu Xun was not very happy, he didn't care too much. At this time, seeing that he was focusing on the girl again, his unhappiness suddenly increased exponentially. He did not pay attention to the girl, but his gaze became worse and worse.

You Mingyue rubbed her arms and felt that a cold wind suddenly blew from the cave, but there was clearly no wind here. When she thought of some rumors, she became a little scared and felt a little scared. She stopped talking about her Senior Brother Su, who ignored him, and was like a piece of wood, and began to want to go back.

You Yi said, "Junior sister, it's not that person can fall in love with him if one person is kind to another. Sometimes, giving is just a matter of one person after all, not the person in his heart. No matter how much you give, it will be futile, and in the end it will be nothing."

He was sincere and sincere, but You Mingyue didn't listen. She covered her face and said whimperingly, "But I just like him..."

Thinking of her lover, her cheeks were red, "Senior Brother Su, he is so talented, so handsome, and so gentle and reliable. I have never liked someone like this..."

While covering her face, her hand accidentally pulled off the veil a little, revealing a shallow scar on her cheek.

When Ling Lan saw it, she suddenly realized it and thought, the original body is really unkind, how can she slap the little girl in the face?

At this time, footsteps approached not far away, accompanied by a few shouts.

Ling Lan raised his eyebrows, the time was right.

The entire cave was occupied by Xiyue Sect, and both of them had a grudge. It was unlikely that they would go out under their noses.

If you have to wait for them to leave, it's OK. But Linglan doesn't think much, and there are variables.

Then, the best way is...

He smiled slightly at the little boy beside him, "Disciple, did the medicine bath last night have any effect?"

Mu Xun didn't expect Ling Lan to suddenly look at him. He was thinking of bad ideas and felt guilty and couldn't help but feel nervous. Ling Lan looked at him with a smile, blushing again, and his head was confused, "Is there—"

He suddenly got stuck, as if he felt that he was too obedient, so he turned his face away and pretended to be light, "It's okay."

A drop of Snow Lotus Spirit of 100,000 gold is OK? The original man may be beaten after hearing this.

Ling Lan ignored his arrogance and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, go out and hone your skills, and see what you want to do."
Chapter completed!